Super God Gene

Hanson looked at the person and couldn't help but look slightly. The beautiful woman sitting on the couch was actually one of the seniors of the Half-God Society, the woman who had never spoken.

“What are you doing here?” Hanson asked a subconscious question, and only after that did he realize that he might be mute and not be able to speak at all.

“Come to you.” But what surprises Hanson is that a woman actually talks, the voice is not very magnetic sand dumb, and there is no sweet, very normal female voice of a teenage girl, but it feels very easy to hear and easily create intimacy.

“Can you talk?” Hanson looked at the woman with surprise.

“Who told you I couldn't talk?” The woman looked at Hanson with interest and said.

“No, I just heard that you didn't seem to have spoken, and now I think I misunderstood.” Hanson shrugged his shoulders and said.

The woman no longer bothered with the problem, but looked at Hanson and said: “You and Han Jing are completely different. ”

Hanson heard something strange, wondering why she suddenly said it, and wondering what it meant.

So he doesn't look like Han Kyung? If this is the case, then it is normal. Don't say that he is not a descendant of Han Kyung. Even if he is, he is already a third generation, it is also normal for him to be different.

The key is which one is Han Kyung, his grandfather Han Kyung Kyung, or the first Korean discipline of the Blue Blood Special Forces.

“Are you referring to Han Jingzhi, the instructor of the Blue Blood Special Forces?” Hanson asked smoothly.

The woman nodded slightly and repeated: "You are very different from him. ”

“Of course not. I had nothing to do with him. How could it be the same?” Han Sen was intimately surprised that a woman could say such a thing, obviously knowing Han Jing, then she was more likely to be a member of Action Team 7 of the Special Investigation Section, most likely the woman who had no wish, as the worm said.

The woman's eyes revealed a little contempt: “In order to escape, even her grandfather can be described as a stranger. Shame on you, Han family are alike. ”

Hansonton frowned: “What do you mean? My grandfather was right to call Han Jing, but he had nothing to do with the Blue Blood Special Forces, he was just an ordinary staff member. ”

The woman was even more disheartened when she heard: “Your Han family trick can fool others, but you can't fool me. Just admit it or not. Since you are his descendant, some things can't escape, but think about how they will live when they find out about your relationship with Han Kyung. ”

“Who would want to kill me?” Hansen moved in his heart and did not explain his identity any more, questioning him.

“You should know better than I do who wants to kill you.” The woman whispered and snorted, “If you still talk to me like that, I don't think we need to go on. ”

Hanson looked at the woman and said slowly: “I don't know how you judged my relationship with the instructor of the Blue Blood Squad. All I know is that my grandfather was a small employee and had nothing to do with the Blue Blood Squad. ”

The woman was very surprised to measure Hanson, and that look was like looking at a Chinese man who didn't speak Chinese, who couldn't speak weird.

“You really don't know?” The woman looked at Hanson and asked with some hesitation.

“If you know anything, you can say it.” Hanson said.

The woman looked at Hanson in a strange way and said after a while: “You know it, you don't know it. Since you've been promoted to demigod, it's only a matter of time before they find out, so you better be prepared. ”

After a pause, the woman glanced at Hanson and went on to say, "Good thing you're different from Han Kyung, maybe there's still a slight chance of life. ”

Hanson listens very strangely, she has said this several times, and Hanson doesn't know what the difference is.

But now Hanson is more concerned about another thing, staring at the woman and asking, "Who the hell are they? Blood teachings? ”

The woman seemed a little numb about Hanson's ignorance, and said softly: "Maximize your strength. I hope you have a chance to live when you meet them. ”

After that, the woman stood up and walked towards the door.

Hanson hastily asked, "At least you're clear. Who are those people? ”

But the woman didn't answer him, opened the door and walked out, and Hanson chased to the door and looked out, but the woman's shadow disappeared.

“Wow, what does she mean by that? Did she really think I was a descendant of Instructor Han? Or are you just trying to test me?” Hansen's mind turned sharply.

In the past, people in Han Jingzhi's era thought that he could not be a descendant of Han Jingzhi, and Han Jingzhi could not have descendants.

However, this woman insisted that he was a descendant of Han Kyung, which caused Hanson, who had already determined that he had nothing to do with the instructor, a little doubt.

But it doesn't make sense. It is said that instructor Han is blue blood. If he is a blood saint, Hanson's family should also inherit some blue blood, but none of his family is blue blood.

“These people are so arrogant, at least make it clear.” Hanson has become accustomed to the self-righteousness of older generations and has been able to face it frankly today.

As long as that generation is not dead, there will always be a day out. Whatever that woman said was true or false, at least she said something that Hansen very much agreed with. It was most reliable to improve her strength quickly.

Upon returning home, Hansen landed in the virtual community of the Semi-Divine Society, which contains information from a number of Semi-Divine sources, mostly maps and genetic nuclei.

It is much richer than Master Ji told him.

Unfortunately, the map already known to the Half God Society does not include where Hanson is now.

It is also normal that the fourth refuge is vast and mankind has only three digits, with very limited access to places.

Even Hanson, who had almost dominated the third shelter at the time, still did not know how big the third shelter was and it was clear that the fourth shelter would not be smaller than the third.

Sent back to the shelter, the dragon girl and sheep were not there, as if out hunting, only the little red horse was left in the room.

Hanson thought about it and took the pony with him to the shelter gate and was ready to go hunting.

“South is back from heaven! ”

Just walking to the gates of the sanctuary, Hanson hears the spirits and foreign creatures talking, and everyone is looking out the gates.